DJ SpinKing, Jadakiss, Rowdy Rebel - Fifa lyrics

Chad Marshall [East Flatbush, Brooklyn. USA.] - GS9 -

[DJ SpinKing, Jadakiss, Rowdy Rebel - Fifa lyrics]

Brrrr ahh, ha ahh ahh, ha ahh
Ha bow, ha bah you hear that cash ho? Huh?
(Skurt skurt,  bow bow)
I used to be broke, now I'm worth shit
DJ SpinKing, baby

Smoking OG reefer with my feet up
(With my feet up, with my feet up)
Still kick it with my nigga like it's Fifa
(Like it's Fifa)
Still keep that 45 on me like a fever
(Like a fever, bow)
And my bitch a bag, that's my mamasita
(Mamasita, mamasita)

Pull up to that party La Marina, La Marina
(Bah, bah, bah)
Sliding through the back with my nina
(With my nina)
'Cause bitch I'm GS-Nina (GS-Nina)
If the bitch keeping a 9, then I keep her
(Then I keep her, then I keep her)
Then I keep her, keep her
(Then I keep her, then I keep her)
Tell them pussy niggas "Keep up"
(Pussy, keep up)
Before they sneak up, load up this heater
B-b bang hit your fig up
Before you speak up on my gang
My bitch Nina, you'll wanna meet her
That's you bet

He get ya' plates, hit ya' face
Put him in his place
Free my lil' bro, brody Fame
He just left a main, gang

Smoking OG reefer with my feet up
(With my feet up, with my feet up)
Still kick it with my nigga like it's Fifa
(Like it's Fifa)
Still keep that 45 on me like a fever
(Like a fever, bow)
And my bitch a bag, that's my mamasita
(Mamasita, mamasita)
Smoking OG reefer with my feet up
(With my feet up, with my feet up)
Still kick it with my nigga like it's Fifa
(Like it's Fifa)
Still keep that 45 on me like a fever
(Like a fever)
And my bitch a bag, that's my mamasita
(Mamasita, mamasita)

DJ Spinking
I will never change, I put that on my gang
(My gang, gang, gang)
Finger fly, he got locked riding for the gang
(Gang, gang)
In a box for the size, that shit never change
(Change, change) that shit ain't the same
Feeling Jada shit the sink

You know I'm blowing cookies with my feet up
While I wait for the machine
To loop the beat up rappers getting robbed
Others getting beat up
We ain't gotta Tweet about it, we can meet up
You don't know what hot is till you heat up
Know when to go slow, know when to speed up
Too many niggas tellin', fuck the street up
Too many niggas havin' loud, fuck the weed up
It's all public information
You should read up
Never spend a profit, put it on your re-up
Do your exercise, maybe I can keep up
I don't hear you niggas now, nigga speak up

Smoking OG reefer with my feet up
(With my feet up, with my feet up)
Still kick it with my nigga like it's Fifa
(Like it's Fifa)
Still keep that 45 on me like a fever
(Like a fever, bow)
And my bitch a bag, that's my mamasita
(Mamasita, mamasita)
Smoking OG reefer with my feet up
(With my feet up, with my feet up)
Still kick it with my nigga like it's Fifa
(Like it's Fifa)
Still keep that 45 on me like a fever
(Like a fever)
And my bitch a bag, that's my mamasita
(Mamasita, mamasita)

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